The Love of Ordinary Men

Not demanding

All the way to Ralin's house, Raksa was silent. Rusman's words disturbed his mind. Raksa couldn't have told the woman what her grandfather had said. Raksa does not want the relationship between Ralin and his family to be strained because of it. It is better to keep quiet, and find a solution for yourself.

Raksa saw how unfortunately Ralin was to his grandfather. Not until his heart breaks Ralin's happiness. The woman will be struck by the fact that her grandfather was not the person she thought he was. Rusman is good at theatrics.

"Raksa, what's wrong with you?" ralin asked breaking the silence between the two.

Ralin realized his inertia. Since then, while in the office, even now at Ralin's house. The Raksa remained silent. Ralin was puzzled at Raksa's expression which was hard to guess. There were many looks there, worried, angry and sad to be seen from the look in the eyes of the man.

Raksa shook his head with a smile that implied that he was fine. However, Ralin could not believe it.

"Why are we here?" ask Raksa, divert the conversation.

"I want quality time with you"

"What do we want to do in your home? No one else, quiet like this. Get out, yuk, Ra! We're looking for food" invite Raksa a little uncomfortable with the quiet atmosphere at Ralin's house. It's not what, the problem is that a normal male raksa, if he is in a room with a woman like Ralin, does not rule out the possibility of him being able to khilaf. Mercury is also an ordinary human being who does not escape human sin and error.

"You think dirty?"

Raksa was silent, he did not know what to answer. Ralin's question is correct. Where has Raksa's mind been since.

"Yes, you must be a dirty mind. Do you do what is not the same as me?"

Again Raksa was silent, the man calmed his own mind. The mercury regulates its breath to relax.

"We're cooking, Ra. Which kitchen are you in?" raksa's question annoyed him, because Raksa ignored him earlier.

However, did not close the happiness of Ralin, saw Raksa trying to suppress his desire for the woman he loved. Ralin believed, Raksa is not a depraved man who attaches importance to his own satisfaction.

Ralin noticed that Raksa was busy struggling in his kitchen. The man was so painstakingly cutting out the food he would cook.

"What are you cooking, Sa?" asked Ralin curiously.

"Bakmi java" he said. Ralin frowned, he had never eaten that food.

"So your wife, should be able to cook the same homework huh, Sa?"

Raksa shook his head, "No"

"I'm looking for a wife, not a maid. Cooking problems with housework, we can give each other tasks, but if he can do it himself, yes, I will be more happy, I will be happy, because the nature of a woman can do her duties as a wife, taking care of husband, children and household" explained Raksa.

"Cock him anyway?" ralin Protest.

"He I mean, the parable for the wife's pronouns" replied Raksa.

"Not him, but I. Ralinka"

"Yes" The Raksa gave up.

Ralin chuckled, he was happy to see Raksa give up and give in as they started debating small things.

A few minutes passed, Ralin began to saturate because he was told to wait at the dinner table. It feels useless there. Ralin was supposed to cook, but what power, he could not cook. Even frying the eggs alone, Ralin was afraid if splashed with oil.

Her profession as a model, makes her unable to touch all kinds of small work. Ralin was required to take care of his body. There should be no flaws or advantages that will affect the appearance later, because in front of the camera, Ralin must look perfect.

His smile expanded when he saw Raksa coming with two servings of plates in both hands. Ralin can smell the delicious aroma of Raksa cuisine. The man's cooking ability was beyond doubt. Mercury is the complete package definition of a man.

"Vodka, tequila, wine, whiskey, beer or what?" ralin asked to raise a few bottles of alcoholic beverages that he mentioned just now.

Raksa who was busy with dishes in front of him, just glared in disbelief. How could Ralin collect such a beverage? that's right! Even Raksa has never drank it.

"I don't drink, Ra" she refused.

Ralin chuckled, His Raksa is indeed too naive.

"Why? It's low alcohol, Raksa"

Raksa shook his head, the man did not look like it. Ralin gave up on forcing her. Not that Ralin was afraid, he just didn't want Raksa to be uncomfortable.

"There's milk, tea, syrup, and some fruit if you want to make juice" says Ralin busy pouring rose tequila into his glass.

"White water only"

"Whatever" said Ralin Lazy. Raksa really is not fun.

Both are equally silent when eating their food. Ralin enjoys Raksa cuisine. It turns out that Javanese bakmi is better than spaghetti.

Raksa was happy to see Ralin so enjoy his homemade cooking. There was a certain satisfaction when he saw the woman devouring her food with great enthusiasm. His efforts in the kitchen were as if avenged.

Long engulfed in silence, Raksa finally opened his voice. The Raksa wondered what the woman was like. When knowing one fact that Ralin consumed alcohol, making Raksa ask what kind of personal life Ralin?.

"Ra" called out to him, making Ralin mutter while looking at Raksa.

"May I know about you?"

Ralin was silent, not knowing what to answer. Ralin didn't want to tell me anything. He was not ready, opening his wounds to anyone including Raksa.

"About what? Nothing interesting"

"What aja. I want to beat you up"

Ralin stopped his eating. He drank a glass of cold tequila so hurriedly. Ralin did not like this topic.

"Don't sue, Raksa!" ralin said coldly.

Raksa doesn't know why Ralin's angry. What if he wants to hear a story from his girlfriend?. Raksa was always open if Ralin asked, but why did the woman close herself and not want to be heard?.

Raksa nodded in agreement, understanding that Raksa should not force Ralin to tell a story. Raksa will wait until the time later Ralin will open by itself without having to be asked.

It was always like this, after a slightly heated debate, the two were always silent and the atmosphere instead turned awkward.

"You mad?" ralin asked feeling bad.

"No, Ra"

Ralin nodded. He did not intend to just make sure that Raksa was really angry or not.

"I'm not going to make you any more of a story or open up to me, but one thing you should know, Ra. Lies or betrayals are not easy things for me to forgive" Raksa explained seriously. The man did not play with his words.

Once he put his trust, if it was broken. For the second time do not expect the situation will return as usual. Betrayal is only done by lowly people, and is understood by a jerk.